Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 352:

When Jeffrey stepped out of the bathroom in his white pajamas, his skin looked ghostly.

Reflecting on his rough day, Rachel’s heart clenched with sorrow. “Dinner’s ready. Come and eat,” she said gently.

“Alright,” Jeffrey murmured, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Rachel placed a bowl of steaming soup in front of him. “Eat this first—it’ll warm your stomach. And don’t worry, I made your favorite ribs. I’ll bring them over now.”

After setting everything, she took her seat across from him.

The room soon fell into an unexpected silence. Rachel took her time chewing the meat, then finally spoke. “Jeffrey, I didn’t mean to show up at your workplace or go against your wishes. It’s just that…”

her throat, leaving her flustered and struggling to

a rib and placed it in her bowl. “You like ribs too, don’t you?” he said

kind to them, and money had always been tight. Meat was a luxury they

even so, they cherished every bite, treating it like a rare feast. If there were enough, Rachel would take

you

time ribs were on the table, Jeffrey would ask her first

pieces,” she would

about it, she had hesitated, feeling uncertain and guilty. But over time, she got used to saying it, and it became second nature. Now, staring at the ribs in her

kid anymore. I know you used to lie so I could have all the ribs. But now, I want to share them with

emotion crashing over her, making

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on, don’t cry. The ribs won’t taste good if they get soaked in your tears,” Jeffrey teased

and swallowed